My Beads Are Fallen

MY BEADS ARE FALLEN Have you seen my strength and willpower? Can you help me find my wisdom and authority? They are fallen into the hands of the white master My beads are fallen and I can't find them The sound was unheard in the empty room I can't see courage and braveness which once Lies in me like the Nkporo goddess in her shrine I can't find my strengths to confront my confronters. My beads are fallen like the coconut from it Tree. They took us forcefully like the homeless fowl Took away what we have in the morning before The Noon of the blessed day. Here was where my green beads lies There my black Priceless beads once covered But the masters mined its gut and left it worthless My beads are fallen and I can't find them. (C) John chizoba vincent